Think of Siamese Twins...

I decided to reward myself for getting out attic cleaned out.  I bought myself about a dozen downloads on Amazon.  A ton of showtunes, some Zumba music and a few 80s numbers.

If there's a pattern, it's nostalgia - but it's also songs that put a spring in my step.

Epic weekend.   Tons of socializing, lots of good times, some great housework, and now, it's time to get ready for bed and call it a weekend.

Here's me late Saturday night/Sunday morning - after an evening at Tribe where a tall drink of water called me "fabulous".  A long way from matronly:

Pretty fabulous...  Just saying.

Ok, narcissist, go to bed.